Paraesthesia: .NET Development and Some Pictures of My Cat

Life is Like a Pot of Coffee

Before I start this, let me say that I am not a coffee drinker. I
probably have one cup every two weeks or so, just because I need that
caffeine boost and the sugar in cola-flavored-beverages usually sort of
bogs me down.

Today I need to do some serious programming, and the only thing that
makes me have a decent time with that is if I’m wide awake - enter the
caffeine.

I went to get a cup of coffee this morning, and… the pot was empty. I
looked in, and it seemed that I was the first person to try to get
coffee because the pot was clean from the night before. Fine. I put
everything together and brewed a pot of coffee. When it was done, I got
a cup.

I went back out an hour later and the fucking pot was empty again. God
forbid anyone else make a pot of coffee but me, the
non-coffee-drinker.

I’m thinking I should rig the pots up with some sort of a scale and a
digital camera apparatus so that when the pot of coffee reaches a weight
approximating “empty,” the camera will take a picture and send it to me
so I can bust the asshole that’s not making coffee.